It had started the same as it usually did between the two of them:
Patty and Soulvester in his room, the door locked, sitting together on the edge of his bed, Patty on top of and facing him while he held her. They had progressed from simple, gentle touches to Patty softly lavishing his helmet with kisses inbetween her grinding motions against his clothed crotch, the two making quiet noises of pleasure every so often in the otherwise silent room.
	Usually, only Patty did anything to Soulvester, as when they had tried previous, the two toons had found out that metal gauntlets do not make for a very comfortable nor flexible fingering, and Patty had made to reassure him that doing things for him alone was plenty for her. It still bothered him, in the back of his mind, for each tender kiss she gave to the metal plating of his helmet. Bothered him enough, as well, that he could not even return her gesture with it on, effectively making this pleasure one-sided even if she had said otherwise.
	It was not very knightly of him to only take, after all, and he could realize this even with his mind somewhat clouded during yet another non-Halloween month.

Soulvester abruptly came to a decision, calling for Patty to stop, careful hands moving to her shoulders. He had intended to look her in the eye for this, but found the courage that surged behind his decision fleeting as he tried, and instead took to looking off at the side of the room. "I wish to try something... different." Soulvester's uncertain waver at the end of his request caught Patty's attention, and she could only gaze curiously as she followed his motion for her to stand, and they swapped places- though he hadn't sat down. Instead, he opted to stand in front of her, shifting uneasily for a moment, before giving a nod (likely to himself,) "Please, close your eyes, and do not open them. Please. This will not cause you harm or distress, I can assure you."
	And though she wanted to ask for answers, Patty trusted him implicitly. Her eyes shut, and she waited to see what he would do.

It was perhaps another minute or two before there was a rustling of something she couldn't identify, a shifting of noise, and though she might be able to guess at the second one, there was no real way to tell. She heard Soulvester take a breathy sigh, and objects with weight were placed onto his bedside table- metal objects, from the dull sound it made, and that thought sent her heart racing. Surely-?
	She could hear him step closer, practically feel it from the vibrations in the air to her antennae, and though he sounded no different, there was something of note: Light. It grew brighter as he drew nearer, the same soft turquoise that made up his hair- and arms. The same gentle light that would cast shadow across his room at night, when asleep in his bed. And then-
	He had drawn even closer still, and when he placed a hand upon her mantled shoulder, it was lighter than it had been prior. Had Soulvester taken his gauntlets off...?
Patty only had a brief moment to muse on this thought before she felt airy, almost ephemeral lips brush against her own, and then forward after a moments hesitation to claim her mouth with his. Equally feather light were strands of what she guessed to be his hair falling up against her face, somewhat strange feeling given the solid nature of toon hair to begin with.
The shock of this nearly caused her to open her eyes to check, to see if she were perhaps mistaken, but she remembered his request, and his many previous nights and days of poor mood and mental state even considering to take off any part of his suit of armor; they stayed firmly closed after fluttering a moment, and though he paused at this (likely to watch her, though in panic, fear, or anger she could not tell,) he did eventually go back in for another. And another. And another. Each one getting more desperate, more hungry, his stance shifting down upon her as they both eventually lay on top of his bed, hands on her shoulders gripping as though Soulvester could slip away at a moments notice and Patty were his anchor in a storm. She could only think to return his fervor in kind, a quiet moan rising up from her throat to be captured in his mouth, to which he replied with a needy but pleased rumble from his chest. The way it didn't echo as it usually did from within his armor sent a shiver through her; it felt more real, more solid. It thrilled Patty.

	Finally, Soulvester withdrew, the two of them panting, taking in much-needed air; there was no sound they could hear around except the two of them, and it felt oddly cramped, in a good way, she thought.
Moments passed by as they regathered themselves, and Patty took one of her four hands, reaching slowly, carefully up, to cup the side of Soulvester's face, pleased that he let her, even if he drew back a fraction before pressing into it- pleased that he was more solid than she thought he would be, that she could feel what felt like stubble (a beard? scraggly and patchy, if so,) and, and, that he found it within himself to try and succeed in something that caused him great anguish, perhaps... Hopefully, not for her sake, but because he wanted to.
	They lay like that for a while, as Patty took leave to explore his face with one hand, carefully tracing out the shape with a wide smile that she could feel mirrored ever so slightly on his own; undoubtedly he was glad to take the time, not only for himself, but for her as well, though this did not mean he was content to keep completely still. She snorted air through her non-existant nose mirthfully as Soulvester began to grind against her below, the motion reminding her suddenly that she perhaps did have needs- or wants. And Patty wanted this, with him, she realized, though she yet again had her thoughts interrupted when he abruptly shifted back to allow one of his hands to sneak down to caress against her exposed wet folds, causing her to let out a gasp.
	The way Soulvester chuckled at her reaction sent something in her core squeezing tight in a way she was a bit shocked- and delighted- to feel.

Honestly, Patty wasn't going to complain, since they got to experience how his real hands felt; that same, airy ephemerality his lips had, with the solidness that came with Soulvester pressing them into her, was a strange mix of cool to her warm sex that was strange but not unpleasant. If anything, it only made it easier to feel how his finger searched inside of her, gentle and inquisitive, stroking along the insides that were pushed and pulled with the motion, that gave just as easily to a press upwards of her pliable inner cavern, and she couldn't help letting out lewd moans, back arching her up into his chestplate with wings desperately trying to beat with the minimal room they had, thighs pressing inwards unintentionally to squeeze against his wrist.
	It was going to push her over, and Patty was tempted to let it. The building pressure and heat from the pit of her stomach coiled around and around tightly, until she couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed ahold of the arm Soulvester was using to pleasure her below, stopping him in his tracks, likely stunned. There was a beat as she attempted to catch her breath, and through the haze in her head, she held up a finger with one of her many free hands, to gesture that she needed a minute, to reassure him hopefully. It did take a bit to clear her head enough to feel like she wouldn't stumble over or muddle her words, one hand still grasping his arm, she took a slight risk- cracking her eyes open the slightest bit just to look down at the scene, beginning with a small voice, "Soulvester."
	He took a half-step back, and her eyes shut completely once more.
	"... Do you want to have sex?"
There was an even larger pause than previous, presumably because he was thinking the implications of her question over, and he most certainly was, because the thing is... He didn't know what sex was. Patty had explained the other activities they had engaged in each time before initiating them, once he had done one thing or another to inadvertantly lead into it, and so he expected the same here, but there was an odd backing to her tone. Soulvester couldn't ascribe anything particular to it, thoughts slightly muddled as they usually were these days.

The way she did not continue on her own perhaps said more than anything, prompting him to ask of her, without judgement. "If you believe that is something we could enjoy together, though I must ask what it is first, of course."
"Right, well it, um..." Shifting in place, Patty let go of his arm finally, and he withdrew it to his side; unseen, the finger that went inside of her was raised to his mouth for him to smell and taste, musing over that while she took a moment to gather herself. "It's... something two consenting adults do, usually after foreplay, where they join together with their genitals. Typically for mutual pleasure, but it can also result in children--" Immediately his thoughts cut off at that, and Soulvester stared wide-eyed at her flushed face, feeling his own heat up. Children. He couldn't help but try to clear his throat, nodding at her to continue, before feeling a bit silly since she wouldn't be able to see that gesture. Instead, he prompted her continue again with a question of his own that had immediately sprang to mind. "You... would be willing to partake in this with me, even should it-" "Yes," Came from Patty, immediately cutting him off, though she seemed taken aback by doing so, not used to speaking out of turn like that, mumbling out a quiet apology to him. He, too, was surprised by it, but not taken back at all. If anything, it made something well up in his chest warmly, head getting more floaty than it currently was with its off-season fog, though in a much more pleasant way.
	"Guide me?" And then she was sitting up slightly to lean fowards enough to lay a hand upon where his erection lay beneath the cover of his bodysuit, antennae twitching in the air at something or another. Perhaps to better sense his location?
	'Cute.'

Soulvester wasted very little time in phasing it out of its casing, the ghostly flesh springing up into her hand now that it was free of its confinement, to which she gently shifted her grip to more or less point towards the opening he had used his finger on before. Another of her hands came over to part its lips, and he could see the opening proper that it normally hid, viscous white-ish clear fluid gathered within. "Carefully insert your- penis into my- oh goodness this is embarassing- ah-"
He took hold of the appendage below from her, Patty's hand hovering a moment before backing off entirely, her closed gaze off to the side as though even pretending to look would be too much, her face practically looking like a tomato, albeit a rather brown one still. "Where you've made an entry with your fingers?" Seeing her nod with an unstead 'mhm', Soulvester began to do as instructed. Though eager to join with his love in such a manner, there was great care taken as he made sure to align and step back forwards once more to assist in entering Patty, watching as she lay back down fully, biting at her lower lip. Slowly, steadily, feeling one another twitch and pulse from their respective parts, until the two were joined at the hip; Soulvester letting out a small hiss as heat envolped him, eyes shut tight, while Patty remain mostly quiet except for her breathing, even as it hitched every time his cock twitched inside of her.
	Stumbling now, she continued, and though he would never hold it against her for not being perfect, Patty did wish she could keep composed for this, as important as it was, "N- now. Now. You can move at the- at the hips, to, um, pull back. Try not to, ah... Try not to go all the way? Out. You can then move back in to, um, oh dear..." Getting smaller and smaller sounding until at the end she thought she was practically only audible to herself, as he had started as she went, until she melted into a strangled, pleased humming noise from her throat, a hand held in a fist to her chest to keep hold of her handler's key for comfort.
Soulvester really did not need much in the way of guidance after that, though he did take a moment to ask if he was allowed to go faster, to which she obliged him enthusiastically. The ghost-knight's bedroom was filled with their shared sounds of pleasure and a bit of the bed creaking, both of them trying to not be very loud, even if it felt deafening to their own ears so wrapped up in this moment that they were.

	It didn't take very long for the both of them to finish after getting started, both having been worked up prior (in addition to Soulvester's usual low stamina, especially so during the off-season,) Soulvester leaned over top Patty, the two sharing out of breath panting, his forehead ever so gently pressed against hers. Another minute or two to recouperate from the activity passed, with him slowly realizing that it did not soften as usual after his own release, and Soulvester shifted carefully in place, trying to gauge what, if anything, he could do about it.
"It... has not gone down, Patty."
She couldn't help giggling tiredly at his statement, very well aware of the fact herself, before thinking on what to do, herself.
	"If you aren't against going again, I could, um, show you another way for us to have sex...?" Talking about this so frankly made her throat want to close and have Patty hide away her face, but he deserved to have clear language for this sort of thing. The last thing she wanted is to make issues for him with muddled information between the two of them.
Soulvester carefully pulling out and offering her a hand to sit up didn't quite answer that, but she took the opportunity to continue, trying to ignore the way his cum sat inside her, already wanting to slide out. "Though I would like to be able to see you- we can still do this as we've been doing! I just..." Patty bit at her lower lip, trailing off, eyebrows creased, and Soulvester had the mind to be ashamed. It wasn't as if he didn't want her to, but he already felt so- vulnerable. So incomplete, without his armor, that he were afraid that if she beheld him he would somehow cease to exist as the knight he was. He swallowed, considering, and he was grateful she allowed him to think in silence without the pressure of being rushed; though he could wax on about the many positive traits Patty held beyond this, he did have to stop himself to attend to the matter at hand, easy as it was for his train of thought to get derailed in the fog.
	Slowly, carefully, Patty reached out to locate and take ahold of one of his hands with two of her own, tracing the odd shape with a thumb. She looked- accepting. Melancholy. "It's okay, Soul. I don't have to see your face today," And just the acknowledgement that he was bare even without her gaze shot through his spine cold. Not that he expected her to not notice, of course not, but that of course she of all toons could, would, understand his hesitance without judgement. It was a reminder of why he felt that he could even do so in the first place.
Still, Soulvester was, at his core, a little bit dramatic, even with his choice made.
"I would like to know the second way we could have sex together."

	He didn't have to hear her response to see the way that Patty's shoulders fell ever so slightly, keeping a light smile as ever on her face as she tilted her head up to acknowledge him, knowing that she would of course do this for him regardless, and it took quite a bit of effort to not correct himself in the moment for his temporary deception.
"Help me undress, then? We'll want the bed to be clear, so I cant put my mantle and key there."
It was his turn to flush once more, even if toons were typically not as clothed as humans, more so at the intimacy of the ask. "Right."
Soulvester moved to help disrobe her, placing her affects to the side as carefully as he did his own armor, while she stood up from the bed to stretch (and he had to stifle a chuckle watching her get a little grossed out from the fluid that dripped out fully from her now.)
"When you're ready, please lay back on the bed. I'll be getting, ah, on- on top of you, so I may need help not falling over..." Patty gave a slightly embarassed chuckle herself, rubbing the back of her head, waiting for him to complete the action. Once he was securely laid back, he patted against his chestplate- perhaps too forcefully, as he forgot his gauntlets were removed, and the hard metal of it stung slightly. Soulvester shook his hand out, amused and annoyed, before turning his attention to Patty, whom he helped make sure wouldn't fall or stumble once she was upon his lap.

	It shouldn't have shocked him when she took ahold of his member once more to point into her, but watching Patty do it wordlessly before catching herself and asking if he was ready made him swallow, the motion stirring his cock to throb in her grasp. He wasn't sure how to unpack that right now. At his affirmment, she began to lower herself upon him, bracing two hands against his arms while one still held him below, and the final was steadied against her own leg.
	Soulvester hadn't realized just how much he would end up missing the heat she had within herself, taking a moment himself to stay as still as he could for her, but also to relish, to bask in it; something akin to a warm blanket wrapped around his ichor heart, he thought, even if that was the incorrect organ in this situation. He waited, though, importantly, for her to settle completely, before raising a hand of his own to the one on her leg to lay over in what he hoped would be a loving gesture for his words, voice low yet encouraging, "You may open your eyes, Patty." Soulvester could feel the way they tensed up, before it all released at once, one eye cracking open to peek before both of her golden-ringed orbs opened to gaze down upon him, and though he thought he would be okay with her, it still managed to get under his skin and make it crawl, causing him to shiver. Barefaced before her, as he had not been for anyone else in a very, very long time. Yet he still existed, withered as he felt beneath Patty in that moment.

	There was a notably long pause as she took him in, Patty's expression unreadable to Soulvester, her finger parting to poke up at his hand-mit and grasp between his own. Her own face softened after a bit, her small constant smile widening, before being replaced with a look of realized shock, her wings parting to vibrate rapidly in place. He did not have time to ask what her thoughts came upon before she answered him abruptly, and found himself snapping his own eyes, weary and thin with anxiety, to hers on hearing it.
	"I think I love you."
He needed a moment to process, head spinning, for that was the first time she had even said the word 'Love' to him; truthfully, he was not sure if she could, or would, but he had wanted to try, wanted so badly to follow through with this even if it ended in failure, as it had swept him so cleanly off his feet that Soulvester had thought he might float out of his armor had he not confessed his feelings to Patty.
And here he was, receiving confirmation that it might not have been for nothing, after all.
	Soulvester did not want to take long to grab onto her own confession, afraid it may be taken back, that she might be mistaken, the idea threatening to take root to plague him for enternity, and so he bade himself to ask plainly of her if it were true. Patty's expression softened bashfully, eyes once again lidded in her usual casual demeanor, and she nodded once, antennae bobbing with the motion, "Yes. I- I love you, Soul. I really do."

	Something that felt like rapturous joy took ahold of him, bubbling within his chest as they look at each other, and found he could not hold back from letting it loose. He started to laugh, quietly at first as a chuckle, and then growing, warm and full and hearty, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as he tried to coordinate his hands to holding onto himself, to wiping at them, feeling as though he were actively bursting from sheer, sweeping, thunderous love. And he could not contain it, Soulvester's mirth filling his bedroom and sweeping around Patty, her turn to be hugged by that warm blanket feeling of her strange ichor heart, joining in with him, laughs airy and free and happy.
	Eventually, once their shared euphoria melted away into tender gazes, did she lean over to kiss him chastely on the lips, eyes fluttering shut for a moment before pulling back and opening them once more to grace Soulvester with gold. He felt as though he wanted this moment to last forever, to become lost in her eyes, before being reminded by her in a rather lewd fashion that they were, in fact, still in the middle of having sex, Patty's hips grinding against his own with an amused smile playing on her face. "Ready?"

	And he nodded, renewed with determination, as it would not do to keep a lady waiting on him.
Patty gave him another moment to truly ready himself, before lifting her lower half up from him, leaving naught but the tip in, only to slide back down slowly, repeating a few times in this manner before speeding up. It was truly an entrancing sight, watching her move this way, and though Soulvester was content to do so, he felt the need to participate. This was meant for the both of them, wasn't it? Hearing her surprise squeak when he thrust up to meet her going down only confirmed that this was the right choice, and the two went at it in tandem, eventually becoming uneven as they drew close once again to climax.
	With a grunt, Soulvester came within Patty again as she slipped over her own peak, slamming down against his hips as he thrust up, jamming the two together, her arms and legs shaking as he held her in place with care. Finally, his length was satiated, eventually going flaccid and slipping out of her as she move to lay atop his chest, nosing under his chin to kiss along his jawline- antennae tickling him somewhat, with a quirk of his mouth into a lop-sided grin.
"Thank you, for- sharing this, with me, my love."

	He could feel her giggling more than hear it, wrapping an arm exhaustedly around her back (careful of her wings even so), feeling pleasantly drained. Safe with Patty. Soulvester distantly thought he heard her say "Love you, Soul," before he drifted off into slumber, hoping his partner would keep him company by following suite.